"Demon Lord's Mansion!"
Mo Wentian muttered to himself, with a cold glimmer in his eyes.
"Boss, Demon Lord's Mansion, is this a place belonging to the Demon Clan?"
At this moment, Xiaojiao's doubtful voice came.
"It doesn't matter whose place it is, you'll know after you go in and take a look!"
"Be careful!"
Mo Wentian glanced around and said coldly.
"Uh-huh!"
Xiaojiao and Huantian nodded repeatedly, and their hearts were extremely wary.
Immediately, one person, one dragon and one demon walked cautiously towards the castle.
As soon as you enter the castle, you will see a huge hall. Directly opposite the entrance of the hall is a chair. Although the chair is covered with a thick layer of dust, you can't tell how noble it is.
Behind the chair, there is a portrait hanging, which is of a middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man stood proudly, his eyes looking up into the void, and his power was boundless.
"Boss, who is this person?"
Looking at the portrait, Xiaojiao rolled his eyes and asked.
"Wu Sheng, do you know who this person is?"
Mo Wentian did not answer directly, but said coldly to Wu Sheng in Wentian Pavilion.
"Reporting to the master, I have never seen this person before!"
Wu Shengman's respectful voice came from Wentian Pavilion.
"No matter who he is, if his portrait appears here, he must be someone!"
Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with a cold light and he said coldly.
"Xiaojiao, Huantian, let's split up to explore this castle first!"
As if remembering something, Mo Wentian looked at Xiaojiao and Huantian and said in a deep voice.
"Okay, boss!"
"Okay, boss!"
Xiaojiao and Huantian quickly answered.
The next moment, the two figures quickly disappeared.
Mo Wentian was the only one left in the place. Looking at the portrait, Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly turned cold.
"No matter who you are, this emperor will definitely know!"
As he muttered to himself, a cold light flashed across Mo Wentian's eyes.
The next moment, Mo Wentian also walked in the other direction of the castle.
"Boss, there's nothing in my direction!"
"Boss, there's nothing over there!"
A quarter of an hour later, Xiaojiao and Huantian returned to Mo Wentian.
The entire hall was extremely empty. There was nothing except the chair and the portrait. What's more, there wasn't even a passage.
"nothing?"
Mo Wentian narrowed his eyes slightly.
"There is no way there is nothing in this castle!"
Glancing around, Mo Wentian felt an extremely cold gleam in his eyes.
His premonition told him that there could be nothing in this castle.
"Huantian, you are the ancestor of illusion, please investigate carefully!"
As if remembering something, Mo Wentian looked at Huantian and said coldly.
"Okay, boss!"
Huantian's eyes suddenly turned cold and he said quickly.
The next moment, Huantian made one seal after another and began to investigate.
A quarter of an hour later.
"Huantian, did you see anything?"
Mo Wentian couldn't help but speak.
"Boss, I didn't see anything!"
Huantian narrowed his eyes and frowned slightly.
"Even you can't tell anything. It seems like there's nothing simple in this castle!"
A cold voice sounded, and an evil smile appeared on Mo Wentian's lips.
"Boss, although my illusion skills are strong, I cannot see through the illusions set by others if that person is stronger than me!"
Huantian looked at Mo Wentian and said in a deep voice.
"No problem!"
"Get out of your way!"
Mo Wentian gave a cold shout and then took a step forward.
As Mo Wentian took this step, there was a terrifying and boundless pressure in the entire castle. Spread suddenly.
"Roar… "
The next moment, a roar was heard, and a snow-white leopard, one hundred feet in size, appeared in the void.
The leopard roared angrily and pounced on Mo Wentian like lightning.
As for Mo Wentian, looking at the leopard that rushed towards him in an instant, his expression did not waver at all, as if he had not seen the snow-white leopard.
"Boss..."
"Boss, be careful!"
"retreat!"
…
Seeing the leopard rushing towards Mo Wentian, the expressions of Xiaojiao and Huantian changed instantly.
But as soon as they finished speaking, the hundred-foot-sized white leopard was about to pounce on Mo Wentian, but the leopard suddenly disappeared.
"Then why is the snow leopard missing?"
"What a powerful illusion!"
Xiaojiao and Huantian came to their senses, their faces full of shock.
"Stay calm, this is just an illusion!"
At this moment, Mo Wentian shouted coldly.
"Uh-huh!"
Xiaojiao and Huantian nodded quickly.
In the next quarter of an hour, countless sword energy, saber energy, and various terrifying monsters and monsters rushed towards Mo Wentian.
A variety of ever-changing attacks, one man, one dragon and one demon were dumbfounded.
Although those attacks were all heading towards Mo Wentian, they disappeared when they were about to land on Mo Wentian.
Mo Wentian was not harmed at all!
"Shadow Secret!"
"Get out of my way!"
With a cold shout, all the countless attacks disappeared in the void.
The next moment, Mo Wentian's figure suddenly transformed into nine forms. The nine Mo Wentian's hands clenched into fists and flew directly in all directions.
"Boom..."
As Mo Wentian punched out, a violent collision sounded in the void.
The entire castle trembled. Under everyone's gaze, the castle changed in the next moment.
It was completely different from before, as if it was a completely new place.
"It is indeed an illusion!"
As he muttered to himself, a bright light rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.
"Boss, what is this place?"
Xiaojiao and Huantian looked at Mo Wentian with shock in their eyes.
Mo Wentian glanced around and found that they were all standing on an altar.
And on top of the altar were piles of dead bones.
"Where?"
"If I haven't guessed it yet, this is the real Demon Lord's Mansion!"
In the void, the other eight figures of Mo Wentian disappeared, leaving only the real body. He glanced around and said with a smile.
"The real Demon Lord's Mansion!"
Xiaojiao and Huantian's faces were full of doubts.
So, that was not the Demon Lord's Mansion just now!
"I think it should be the real Demon Lord's Mansion!"
Looking at the hall in front of him, Xiaojiao said in a deep voice with a flash of light in his eyes.
In the hall, the walls are carved with various mysterious portraits. The only thing that is the same as the Demon Lord's Mansion just now is that there is also an extremely noble chair in the center of the hall.
Above the chair, there is also a portrait that is exactly the same as the original one.
"Boss, what is this?"
At this moment, Huantian's voice suddenly came.
Mo Wentian walked over quickly without any hesitation.